Everett's Story (Part 1)

 Before I forget, I want to try and record Everett's birth day.  It was June 12, 2012.  I was 39 weeks and 3 days pregnant.  We and our Doctors had agreed to induce based in part on my history of large babies.

Our day began with a 5am wake-up.  Brent and I finished final packing bits, got dressed, had a smoothie and headed on our way by 5:30.  Much of this felt familiar, but I was still nervous, as I guess you always are.  Labor is a big deal as is meeting your child for the very first time.  We were at the check-in desk at OU Children's Women and Newborn pavilion by our assigned 6am slot.  Check-in was very quick and we were taken to room 15 where the waiting began. 

The path to induction begins like this - IVs for fluids and pitocin along with lots of basic questions.  By 7:45 or so, Dr. Reid stops by and doses me with prepadil which is left to work for 30 minutes before they begin the pitocin.  I was not a fan of the prepadil experience and quickly was very cranky and uncomfortable, but not in labor at all.  The birthing ball became my immediate friend even though I've never used one before.  New discoveries each time, right?   The pitocin began around 8:30 and I stayed with the birthing ball until maybe 10ish when I decided it was time for the epidural crew.  I think, for once, I asked for the drugs at the right time.  I was definitely in pain, but not beyond my tolerance and had made some progress to about 5 cm. ( The initial check was 3cm, 50% effaced, station 2 - for the stats curious out there).  

In good news, this was also my best epidural experience yet.  It did take a couple tries and the ominous voice of the more experienced anesthesiologist saying, hmmm that doesn't look quite right, but it all worked out.  I have no regrets about having epidurals, but word to the wise, they are their own kind of pain.

Time passes and by noon I'm told that the contractions are less than a minute apart.  Dr. Reid checks and we're to about 8cm and she breaks my water.  She will be on the floor for the next hour or so and hopes we might have a baby before she goes back to the clinic.  I'm doubtful; Brent is not.  They dose me with some B12 to try and even out the contractions and dial the pitocin back a little.  I am less heavily drugged this time so really feel more of the process than I have in the past, which was interesting.  I think I said a dozen times, this just feels weird, but couldn't explain how.  Around 1:10 or so, Dr. Reid checks again and I'm complete, but the baby hasn't descended at all.  She says we'll try to push and if it doesn't work then we'll try again a bit later.  The medical team finishes their set up and three pushes later our little one is there screaming as he is rubbed down.  Everyone is amazed as he immediately looks much smaller than anticipated. 

He (still unnamed) checks in at 8lbs 1.5 oz, and 20 inches long at 1:18  He is so tiny and a snuggle bug already. Dr. Reid sews me up and the great naming game begins again.  The night before we had three choices and one that I thought was the leading contender.  As with M's birth Brent fairly quickly felt that the leader wasn't his favorite any more.  I had been struggling a bit to see it as well, but then felt like I needed to start thinking all over again as I was uncertain about the other choices too (as usual).  We went back through the longer list, through names we hadn't talked about, and eventually narrowed back to one of the original three. Somewhere in there, Brent even suggested being ok naming him one thing and changing it later... yes, we were struggling and really wanted to tell people he had arrived, but really needed a name first.

At long last we began with calls to our parents announcing Everett Ambrose's arrival ( I think I'll post separately on the name's meaning for us).

Several hours pass in this space with social media updating, telephone calls, lots of visits from nurses and dangling promises of moving down to the recovery floor soon. In good news, we did get to eat lunch and have my pain management work itself out before we moved.  We didn't get to have Everett bathed as his temp was slightly low. By about 5pm, we finally made it down to the next floor and settled in with the new nurses and a rag bath just before Big Brother and Big Sister arrived to meet their new sibling.  

There are lots of awesome pictures of M and E that we've shared in earlier posts, but this one of B is my favorite of the boys.  I love the look on B's face.  B had a lot of trouble remembering the baby's name, but was excited.  He particularly liked his present from Everett of a new Skylander!  M just could not love on him enough.  She wanted to be kissing, hugging, snuggling, or touching him at all times.  Grammy and Granddaddy got turns holding him too, but usually only with M's help.  They also brought us dinner which was wonderful as I, at least, was starving.

Here is M holding the baby, the first of many times each day since.

E and I spent lots of time skin to skin, which I positively adored.  Here he is sporting his hat from Fraunt Tracie and getting ready to "Thunder Up" watching the OKC Thunder in the first game of the playoffs.  Tracie joined us for that fun and then we would down into sleep.

Brent and E had some quality time surfing the web and watching the Daily Show/Colbert Report online.  I drifted off to sleep in there somewhere, but was awoken many times by the nurses throughout the night.  E did pretty well and slept perfectly so long as he was being held by someone.

The next morning was a blur of many hospital staff, the being cleared to leave process and feeding E.  We thought we might have to stay a bit longer as his first billirubin test was high, but ultimately we left around 5pm as with M-- just about 36 hours after arrival. 

 Much of the experience was similar to last time.  There was about an hour more labor, an hour less name deliberation and a lot fewer visitors.  There seem to be some changes in what the hospital focuses on as well, but overall it went well and our recovery has too.   It was also weird to not have my mom there. I think we missed having her there both as support and as a helper and photographer.  I'm sad that there are no pictures of the three of us together on this first day.  I just forgot to ask a nurse or someone else.  We missed you mom!  Many more photo ops to come, including newborn pictures this week. Next up, the transition home. 

It begins (again)

After M was born, her birth story to me always began with the day before.  I suspect this is unique to those of us being induced or having scheduled c-sections, but it is part of our story and I think I'll start the story here again, but write it before the next chapter unfolds.

I just read that earlier story and it sounds so peaceful and such a good way to transition into the next phase.  This time has been much more chaotic.  We had a lovely weekend at the farm with my family, but that did leave us a few things left to do today.  Our last day as a family of four went more like this:

After getting everyone up and dressed Brent went to work for what we thought was a 1/2 day.  The kids and I finished up their farm laundry and packed their bags for Grammie's house.  Then, we had the minivan washed and vacuumed out after a lot of "adventures" at the farm.  So far,so good.

 The next stop was Target where things started to unravel.  We had a few last things to buy in preparation, but from the outset, M was not cooperating.  We ultimately found most of what we were looking for, but it took us more than an hour to get through and checked out and we probably had 15 items.  They included matching clothes for the kids for newborn family pictures, curtains for the baby's room, big kid cups, kid tylenol, shampoo for me, fruit for the week, diet pepsi, etc...  Of course, the kids REALLY wanted to try on the clothes, as they suddenly love dressing rooms, which took forever.  They also played hide and seek in the clothes racks which resulted in a lot of clean up time and probably some frustrated employees at Target.  As we left, both had to go to the bathroom, again, wanting to do it all themselves.  I should mention that M has on a leotard, which is partially what is making it take FOREVER.

We finally make it into the car and on our way to see Daddy/go to my Dr. apt.  On the way, I found out some very sad news, the kind that keeps this circle of life very much in perspective.  I also make plans for Tracie to come visit me in the hospital as my pseudo family since all of my own family is gone just now (sad face).  I leave the kids with Brent after they have managed to bicker and torment each other the whole ride.

The Doctor appointment goes well.  My body has progressed some and I am encouraged by that.  The Doctor and I talked through the whole plan and I think it is a good one.  We have a lovely family lunch at the Wedge.  It was fun and delicious.  Brent, to my surprise, has to work awhile longer.  The kids and I check on something for Uncle Able and finish up the family picture clothes hunt at Old Navy, buy gas, get cash, and head home.  We didn't make it through other errands on my list like buying a frame for this map for the nursery or taking the library books back...oh well.  During all this the bickering and pestering continues... I contemplate rearranging car seats...

At home, they are nuts, more craziness.  Lots of it is excitement, I know, but why does excitement seem to involve hitting each other? I got a hugely generous spa gift certificate from my office (Thanks OGC crew, I clearly am going to need some pampering).  I spend some time trying on clothes and dancing with M, as well as working on some crafting with her.  B gets to play his video game a bit.  We anxiously await Brent's arrival....which isn't until 4:30 when I am fully annoyed.  We head out, pick up a present for his parents' along the way and the game is on.

We have a lovely dinner with Grammie and Granddaddy and get the kids all settled.   It is hard for me to say good-bye, but they seem fine.  We take one more family picture:

 I have mostly calmed down, but am increasingly nervous.  Brent and I get ice cream on the way home. We have our heart to heart where I cry about all the things I'm worried, nervous, sad, and crazily paranoid about.  We talk about our hopes, our strengths, he works me around to being OK, and more optimistic.  We open my newly arrived laptop (our expensive solution to how to get pictures up now that my old one died--- I'm also considering it an anniversary gift).  The laptop is small, plays well with his computer, and was easy to get ready to go).  

Brent and I have a discussion about names (roughly down to three--no we're not telling).  He goes to strap in the car seat and discovers some strap missing from the base (parenting fail).  He packs, I blog, and we ponder how to get to sleep at a decent time.  I talk to Chrissie a bit and follow the rest of my family on their voyages on twitter.  There is apparently some sort of baby burrito wager on when the baby will be born.  Those betting it will happen before I'm scheduled to be induced are, I suspect, going to end up on the short end of this one. 

It is 9:35 and that's where we are.  Anxious a little, maybe excited, clearly not "quite" ready, but better.  Brent is hanging curtains and I'm off to pack my things.  I can barely remember what we're supposed to bring, but am sure electronics will figure heavily into the mix.  We have to be at the hospital at 6am.. Is it fair to admit we haven't looked to see which floor is L&D?  We've been there before so I'm sure it will work itself out.  I do wish today had been calmer and more relaxing.  That said, I am sure we will all be fine and are so ready to meet our new little one.  

Thank you for all your prayers, texts, emails, phone calls and support.  We will update you in various ways tomorrow and in days that follow.  If you need us, try Brent first as I tend to be slightly less communicative in the first hours/days after the baby arrives.

If you are reading this later little one, know that you are so very loved, special, and wanted deeply even amid all this chaos.  

See you on the flip side as a newly made family of five!

Ten on Tuesday

1. Big news! (In case you missed it on my various social media feeds) We are scheduled to be induced next Tuesday morning (6/12/12) unless the baby comes before then! Hooray!

2.  In related news, next Tuesday is 12 on the 12th.  I suspect I'll have way more than 12 pictures, but probably won't post them promptly.  I'd love to see the shots of your day, particularly on the day our little guy is born!  I also suspect Ten on Tuesday may be on hiatus next week... we shall see if I can find a helpful guest poster to fill you all in. Brent, at minimum, will post birth announcement type information here fairly soon after it becomes available.  For our most social media integrated birth yet - there will also be email, twitter and facebook postings... I suspect. That said, I find I tend to be wildly uncommunicative and not so into talking to people in the first day or so, so there is a chance you'll have to rely on my intrepid cast of helpers.  This cast will be somewhat reduced as my Mom and Brother will be in Denver for the week and my sister will have returned home. (Sad faces all around).

3. My children are more than a little nuts this week.  Maybe it is lack of routine, maybe it is waiting for the baby to arrive, maybe it is a "phase" who knows, but one can hope it passes.  B has been generally better since my mom returned to the fray from her Irish adventure.  M has backslid into the worst of two -- she will not do basically anything Brent and I tell her to do if she is the tiniest bit tired (and has missed many a nap of late).  She loses privileges and spends copious amounts of time in timeout most days... My mom thinks I'm too patient with her and is probably right.  Way too many chances are being given before the penalties. I guess I'm hoping she'll just do it, even though I know she won't.  But most of the penalties are fairly ineffective too so we've been implementing new ones with some success.

4. It is "possible" that our roof has hail damage.  I (sheepishly admit) I let some contractor coming through the neighborhood look at it, against my better judgement.  He says it is totaled, but I have to say his "delivery" of that news hit pretty high on my bullsh*t meter.  We are getting other opinions and talking to our insurance folks because obviously the week you're having a new baby is a great time to replace one's roof.

5. IRSP (Intramural Research Summer Program) has begun at OSSM.  Brent is the fearless leader.  What this means practically is that he works into the evening most evenings for three weeks. The baby being born falls smack in the middle of this time period so he'll take off from his "day" job, but likely have to go in several of the nights as this is a separate responsibility he is paid separately (and pretty well) for and going into maternity leave its definitely a source of income we could use even for the extra hardship it may  pose here on the home front.  I keep telling myself it will only be say 8 days or less of this after the baby is born and how bad could that be, but might be dreaming in technicolor.

6.  My sister and Zane arrive tomorrow!  How exciting is that?  She is helping lead "Adventure Camp" at the farm for the next few days.  I'm in a place where I am both relieved to have a break from my kids, but also sad to miss some of the final days with them before little bro arrives.  That said, it is really maybe 2.5 days as Brent and I plan to join them late Friday afternoon.

7.  Our 11th Anniversary is on Saturday!  Last year, our anniversary was a big party, lots of preps, friends, blogs, crafting, trip for two, etc... This year, we're thinking our traditional picnic on Thursday night when the kids are done and IRSP wraps up on the early side.... and that's about it. Maybe I'll manage to pre-do my annual blog/email so it is around for posterity, but at the moment, I'm not even sure that will happen.  It will be interesting to see how anniversary celebrations fare now with the little guy's birthday so close to "our" day.  We've promised to not lose the focus on us too in all the change and chaos  as it is what makes us strong parents and partners so we'll figure it out.

8.  Scrapbooking continues at a frenetic pace.  It just seems to flow along naturally and most evenings are verging on three pages a day which is fairly unheard of. (Today may be an exception as I note the time...ahem). There is some generalized other nesting going on as well.  I don't really remember this creative bit of the nesting, but my mom says I'm like this before each child is born and I'm quite sure she remembers this more than I do given the crazy pregnancy/childbirth hormones.

9.  Work is wrapping up.  I am a teeny bit of a control person (you knew that, right?) so letting go is hard.  Bundle that with several new and interesting projects on tap for the summer and I'm trying to be as much a help as I can while acknowledging that I have to just walk away and trust them to do it.  Many of these will likely still be percolating in the fall, and we've made good progress this week, but still letting go is always hard.

10.  Thoughts on waiting -- I find myself simultaneously very eager to meet the little one and move to this next phase, and dreading it a tiny bit.  Brent might have said something along the lines of trading one hell for another when I was complaining about some physical ailments this week.  (I think he was sort of joking...)  The thing is, dreamy new born baby skin and snuggles are phenomenal.  Being a family of five and loving our newest member will be awesome.  But as third timers we know all too well it also means almost no sleep for the remainder of the year, a zillion bottles, diapers, vomiting, crying, screaming, copious amounts of laundry,  my body in pain, bleeding and torn,  etc... We try to overlook and make it part of the package, but as we slept in until 9 on Saturday (just as with the Saturdays just before M came) we knew that we probably wouldn't see this day/routine again until years from now....Sigh...we're spoiled.

I am also starting to miss the things I'll likely never do, be, or feel again.  By this time next week, it is likely I will have felt the last stirring, kicking, wiggling of a baby in my body.  I'll likely never have any of these pregnancy experiences again - the waiting, anticipation, excitement, encouragement, love, growth, amazement at all our bodies can do, joy of welcoming new life created out of just bits of my husband and I.

Then, my body and mind remind me that it may be time to let it go.  There are many more aches and pains at 33 than at 27.  Three children is likely more than enough for us given our struggles with two, my lack of patience, and that this phase naturally has to end sometime, but still... I think there may be tiny bits of it I will miss, which actually kind of shocks me as I don't really consider myself a person that loves pregnancy or being pregnant.  Part of me that is confused to think I'll never feel this, or be in this place again.  I'm promised there is lots of joy, amazement, wonder, and happiness in the phases to come (along with their own frustrations), but being me I'm never very good at transitioning even with the promise of more on the horizon....

Deep thoughts... I'll likely be back a time or two before we welcome our son, but if not, I wish you well and thanks for all your support of me and our family during this pregnancy and always.

Ten on Tuesday

1.  I just finished reading my sister's Ten on Tuesday post as I was heading to bed, which made me realize that it is Tuesday and I really "should" try to get mine done too.  I'd hate to break my streak!

2.  Usually, I'd do a pregnancy update here, but after today's super long post, there isn't much to say.  We did, sadly, have to call off the family walk this evening about 10 minutes in due to lightening, but did yoga together instead (no, not Brent, but the rest of us). Yoga is not as relaxing when people are touching you and using you as a jungle gym (and by people I mean my children, clearly). Oh, and not as much "excitement" this evening thus far, even with massive thunderstorms.

3.  About the storms -  After the children went to sleep, we went outside to check on the weather and discovered dark clouds rotating not too far from us.  One seemed to have a bit of a lowering and the wind was going crazy as the rain settled in.  Not a good combination in Oklahoma during the spring.  Better still, two large storms were colliding over the metro making it even more unpredictable. The tornado sirens were firing.   Next up, huge hail (golf ball size or larger).  We gathered up the kids and did another tornado shelter drill... hoping it was a drill... We sang and played angry birds while we waited for at least the hail to pass and maybe an all clear from the weather wizards.  They were a little ambiguous on the all clear as the storm had settled over our area, but we made it back up and put the kids to bed.  They handled it all quite well, happily.  We'll see what if any hail damage there is tomorrow as storms continue to blow outside.

4.  In good news, after planning in my head during the day, I made a supper cute layout about B as a toddler this evening... which I guess you'll have to wait to see later, but it was nice for it to work easily today as when I was working on some pages yesterday nothing seemed to come together as I wanted.  It was a two page spread, which is probably part of the problem, but I suspect the contractions and related crazy didn't help.

5.  B is, I think, getting a bit nervous about baby brother's arrival.  He is moody, cries a lot, and is strangely clingy with me, which is fairly unusual these days.  He is also randomly carrying around this small black stuffed dog and sometimes talking like a baby.  A weird little bit of regression.  We did try to talk about it a bit today and what it might be like.  He is having trouble telling us what is worrying him, but we're trying to be reassuring.  M, in all her blissful naivete is nothing but excited.  She looked through every item of baby brother's clothes in the dresser this evening and loved each one.

6.  So, I realized I have a maximum of 8 days of work left.  I tried to work through some of the lingering things that were bothering me in the night when I feared I might already have worked my last day.  I am trying diligently to make a smooth path for my colleagues to follow and help as much as I can in advance.  We shall see if it works.  Meanwhile, my blackberry has apparently died which is a fairly big problem and hard for them to fix/assess at a distance so we shall see how that plays out.

7.  Have you seen the kids' show "Little Einsteins"?  This is not the baby Einsteins craze of years ago, but rather about a group of small kids working through problems set around classical music pieces, paintings, sculpture, and other art forms.  It is fun and smart.  The kids love it.  Thanks for introducing us Grandma B!

8.  I "hear" my Mom (aka Grandma B) is back stateside, and hopefully will see her in the morning. I hope she made it safely through the storms and that she can get some rest.  It would be awesome if this baby manages to come while she is in OK as she leaves again in just a few weeks for Denver for some training related to the new store she and Able are collaborating on.

9.  Uncle Able continues his Mannie (think maile nanny) duties this week.  I think the kids are having tons of fun with him and I'm glad they are having the bonding experience and I'm not having to worry about patching together childcare for these last few days of work.  Today, they went to the zoo, rode the zoo train, visited the elephants, took a whirl on the merry go round, had a picnic there, played in the park and it seemed like an awesome day from what I hear.

10. We had a blissfully cool morning this morning so did our own take on the Blakley tradition of "porch time."  The kids and I sat outside with our chocolate milk chatting.  We occasionally worked in our garden, watered plants, ran around the yard and played with toys, but mostly we just chilled enjoying the morning.  Very nice.  I think we'll try to do it more often even though our "view" is much more limited than the vista from the farm porch.

Ok, I have to sleep, but those are my random musing from today.  Have wonderful week and stay safe, especially my Okie friends, as more storms are coming!

Pregnancy Notes

5/22/2012 - 36 Weeks ---there is a side view, but I'll spare you.

Today, I am roughly 37.5 weeks pregnant.  I haven't blogged as much about this pregnancy as the last one.  Most of the notes are part of Ten on Tuesday posts or other larger posts.  As we "maybe" near the end, it seemed time for a bit more reflection.  This is mostly so I can remember after the hormones make me forget, but feel free to reminisce along with me:

• So yesterday, I came to the realization that I could, theoretically, go into labor at anytime and have no idea what that would feel like sans drugs as I've been induced each time, so far.  In fact at one point in the night last night I thought I was about to find out.... apparently not.. At minimum, my body does seem to be preparing or its just toying with me.  That said, we have no plans made, no bags packed, no electronics charged, not a coming home outfit plan in sight.  At 4am, this was very worrisome and something I think I'm going to have to focus on today if for nothing else than my peace of mind. 
• I am currently loving maxi dresses.   It is weird to think that this time last year I'd never worn one until my shopping enabler (Tracie) went with me shopping for the anniversary party.  Now, I think I could just live in them.  I even wore one yesterday that had some orange stripes!  I think I'll continue in these well past my "fourth" trimester.
• I've not been nearly as "good" this time on several fronts. 
•  Exercise went really well until the costochondritis episodes and road rash.  We are now back to daily family walks of at least 30 minutes, as it is never too late to restart, right? I am glad for all the early exercise.  I am particularly delighted to have run my first 5K while pregnant and to have been running 9-10 miles a week for several of the months, but wish I were entering childbirth at a bit more "fit" place.
• Food:  in the beginning, as usual, I was very good, very careful, and thoughtful.  That has definitely waned to a place where we've eaten more fast food than usual and all sorts of deliciously not so healthy for me things in waning months.  Part of this, I think, is knowing I'll never be truly free to eat these again as I'll probably be "dieting" for the rest of my life.  Of course eating them now, is just giving me more to lose later (yes, I'm at my highest weight ever). .This week, we've been eating seasonally from the farmer's market so lots more local veggies and fruits.  Which are just as delicious--- no idea why we don't focus on them more-- although I'll admit I fried some of them as well....
• Caffeine: With B, I had none and no aspartame either. With M, maybe a little, but sugar was my main addiction (think Jelly Beans and baked Doritos).  I didn't start liking caffeine really until after M was born, and now, well, I really like it.  I'd say I've had some nearly every day.  I've tried to be very careful to keep at less than the 150mg max, but I suspect a day or two I went over.  It isn't the end of the world, but more a reflection of maybe a more relaxed approach? I've remained intense about things like - deli meat, alcohol, tuna, raw cheeses, etc.... so picking my battles, I guess, and trying to stick to moderation. 
• If someone were to ask me "why" we are having three, I still don't have a ready answer. Part of it is being crazy about my husband and adoring my existing kids. It feels like the right choice and I think we can be good parents to three kids. I love being one of three kids and  I think it will be good for our existing kids as well.  There are days though where I have absolutely no clue how we'll handle it.  There are days when our kids already drive us batty and we stare at each other across the table and wonder how we'll pull it off.  This baby is tremendously wanted, sought after, and loved, but that doesn't always mean it is based strongly in reason....
• This pregnancy I've worried about having enough times, attention, and focus on my kids.  I am trying to soak them in here before my mind wanders.  I worry they will be annoyed by the baby and he won't be what they are dreaming of, at least at first.  We have been reading a library book that talks about fuss pot baby siblings and I think they seem to get it a bit now.  We shall see.  
• I am so lucky to have telecommuted for these last two pregnancies.  It is luxurious to be able to work from my own house in whatever clothes I like.  I've had very minimal commuting-- for most of the time just taking both kids to the same school daily. I get that I'm spoiled, and try to consciously appreciate this gift of being able to do work I enjoy with people I truly like and admire.  My work remains challenging, engaging, and so good for me mentally, even on the tough days that have come along periodically. I am so blessed to continue on this professional path and it helps on the personal side too well beyond the income to the mental breaks and stimuli as well as friendship and travel it affords me. Hooray for happy mom and happy worker bee. 
• I have scrapbooked more this pregnancy than probably ever.  Usually, it is in fits and spurts and more so in the phases of the pregnancy where I wasn't as sleepy.  I am glad that more of these stories are getting told and, I think, more artfully.  I joined Studio Calico just before the pregnancy began and it has changed my relationship to the products/shopping/design aspects a bit.  I think it is for the better even though I still spend way too much on scrapbooking things.  In good news, I'm using more of the things that I buy than ever.  I wonder if I will be able to refind this after the baby comes.  With M, it was 8 or 9 months until I started again and I crafted up til the night before she was born.  I "think" I have an awesome support network around me that knows what therapy this is for me and will get me back to it if I need it.
• My husband is so incredibly patient and supportive of all of my endeavors and calm through all my injuries.  I have managed to injure myself way more often this pregnancy-- oddly most of my pains have been from these things not from the pregnancy itself.  Some of this is chronic ailments, others were from exercise (costochondritis, plantar fascitis, bronchintis, asthma, allergies, road rash, and this that and the other thing).  I am not an awesome patient when I've been dealing with one or a combination of these.  He has handled it all so gracefully.  Rather than running out for ice cream in the night as myth would have it, he has run out for a sling when my shoulder pain was too much to bear just before one of B's birthday parties.  He carries our children more often than not and always when I can't (which breaks my heart) and he holds me when I cry for no reason or the very real ones.  He has been amazing about making sure I get rest whenever I need or want it, even if it means lots of extra difficulty for him.  I honestly think that part of his sense that this is our last child is that he doesn't want to see me and my body have to go through this again.  I, of course, continue to think I can do anything, but am having to struggle to see that there might be limits-- I'm still not handling them gracefully and apologize way more than necessary for these things I can't control.
• My Dad not being here still destroys me every single time I think about it.  We were singing some random song in Mass this week (Eye Has Not Seen -- for those familiar with it) and I just burst into tears.  Partially because of missing my Dad in the whole memorial day sense, but also missing others from the folk group that are gone.  I cannot bear the thought that he will not be there to welcome his grandson, will not hold him in this life, and that my son won't know him...  I "know" he is watching over us and probably has already met this little spirit in heaven, but still my heart breaks.  When each of our other children arrived, within a week or so my father would meet them and say -- I'm so sorry you won't get to know me.  This left me fuming mad each time, but sadly he was right and it is crushing.  There are things my kids remember now and things I share with them, but it is still so wildly painful and unfair. And yet, there is not a thing I can do about it other than tell the stories, share the pictures, and the traditions I have.  Tears are everywhere in this part of my story.
• On to happier things -- I am glad we've created a nursery for the baby all of his own.  I am thankful for nudges from Chrissie and others along the way to get me to focus on and create that special place for him.  I want to make sure that his story gets captured and he gets to have his own kind of special place literally and figuratively.  I have some ideas in mind to help with that, and appreciate any help from you that surround us in taking pictures and telling stories with us.
• We are in a part of pregnancy now that the hormones help you forget later.  I'd forgotten how hard it is to turn over at night, how hard it is to sit up, how disrupted my sleep is, how much my back hurt, how much "practice" my body does in advance. After having B, someone asked me what a contraction felt like--- it is hard to describe both because there are few things comparable and also because those hormones and no sleep do a great memory erasing job.  Last night as I was uncomfortable and having all sorts of new, odd sensations, Brent was asking me to compare it to before and I really don't know.  It is weird. 
• Random strangers now stop me frequently to ask how soon it will be, if we know the name, if I am miserable...etc... Being asked if I'm miserable is probably the most miserable as lots of the time I am not, but sometimes I am.  Admitting it though seems not so good.
• I feel much hotter carrying the boys than I did with M, which is odd as she was born in August.  I also feel like there is somehow more hair at my jawline when I'm pregnant with boys.  I am the most bothered by how chubby my face gets at this point in the game.  I was looking at pictures of B during his first Christmas and my face is just wildly different and thinner so I know it is possible to get back to that with lots of discipline and hard work... perhaps not by this one's first Christmas, but we shall see.
• We truly do not know what his name is.  We're not keeping it a secret or being coy.  I really have no clue. I remain surprised that this surprises people as we've been the same with each, but it seems to be odd to most of those we encounter---even our Doctor!  I'm pretty sure we'll figure out something in the end though. 
• This little one feels very strong and is strongly against contractions. The moment I have one he starts rolling and kicking and trying to move away from it.  Brent and I agree that it would be pretty scary to have your entire known world start closing in on you.  I sat and watched my stomach wiggle all over the place last night and wondered if I'll ever see it again.  I'm vaguely tempted to video tape this strangle alien choreography so I don't forget when they are bigger.
• With B and even M there are very few pictures of my pregnant belly.  I've tried to take more this time, although not that systematically.  It is amazing how our bodies morph and all the mysterious wonderful things they can do and create with so little conscious intervention from us.
• Technically, we are as ready as we need to be save for those details in the first bullet.  I remember struggling with the waiting each time and do again now.  It is really still early for a baby, particularly for me, but already I find myself sometimes hoping.  It is hard to believe then that I was pregnant with M another 3.5 weeks more than I am now.  Somehow, at this point, time seems to stretch with each added discomfort and excitement to meet him.  I know he needs to "cook" as long as he can and that it will be good for him long term, but I'm still impatient.  I "think" my Doctor might induce at 39 weeks.  Brent, hearing the same conversation is dubious.  Perhaps I'll just go into labor this time on my own? Who knows.  I do so like a good plan, but probably don't get that much control here. 
• I feel like there is more to say... and I will think about it... but for now these are my reflections on this journey in this moment of waiting.  We appreciate all your thoughts and prayers as always. 

Nursery Prep Update

Last Sunday, Tracie came by to help me try and make some progress on the nursery.  We began with some project supplies at Michaels and attempted to find a few other things like curtains without much luck.  

 We did find these cool globes at Michaels for just $3 each and made our own mobile with a sewing hoop and some twine.  Four of the five globes are different and so neat!.

Next, with some help from our trusty assistant Brent, we hung up this cool pennant and raindrop mobiles that Chrissie had made for us for the nursery party.  (The inspiration piece from my pinterest board is here).

One helpful toddler - in front of the crib complete with new chocolate velour bedskirt.

This later project should have been very speedy, but one helpful toddler got the raindrop stands very, VERY tangled and all three grown-ups had to spend quite a bit of time working that out.

Brent also hung this shelf for my inspiration clock and some other items we're filling in for the baby.  This was one of those projects where we spent $140 on new drill batteries to hang a $20 shelf.... I am assured the batteries will be assets for years to come, but still....

I also bought a new hamper for the little guy, a changing pad cover, and a pillow form to put in the "Discover" pillow case.  What remains:  curtains - I think we've decided on chocolate brown panels.  We are going to see if Chrissie can make us a valance out of some of the left over fabric from the pennants to tie the fabrics in various parts of the room together.  Also, I randomly ordered this really big canvas world map that we'll likely add either above the closet or above that clock.  Tracie has another craft project in mind as well involving a custom hot air balloon to hang. 

On a more practical note, we did take a family outing to Target and threw ourselves a minishower of sorts.  We now have formula, pacifiers, diapers, diaper cream, a bathtub sling, etc... so all the basics seem to be covered.

 Overall, the nursery is certainly liveable, lovely and complete as is, but we do have a few more of these finishing touch things to wrap up.

Ps - A few people have asked about a registry and while we have pretty much all the things we need we made one with a few "want" type random things found here. 

Ten on Tuesday

1. Today was the M&M Olympics at Oklahoma Gold.  M has been so excited and inviting everyone.  Happily, I think it lived up to the excitement.  She is quite possessive about her first little trophy too.  There is a full post loaded for later in the week, but I have to share her quote from today.  As we got ready for bed she told me she took a picture of her trophy for Grandma (who is away traveling) and blogged it for her.  I asked her what the blog said, and was told it said “Dear Grandma”-- followed by “Isn’t that cute?”  Too adorable.

2.  B, meanwhile, was being drama boy today.  I’m not sure if it was being tired, being 5, or not being the center of attention, but he threw two ridiculous fits from the time Olympics was over until we reached home.  Poor Uncle Able got a lot of the abuse in these, particularly when the rumble over being buckled in ensued.  Uncle Able was a champ, but so frustrating as a parent when your kid is being nuts and not nice for no reason.  So sorry Able!

3.  Pregnancy update: Not much news from this week’s appointment.  My blood pressure was pretty much back to normal, which was nice.  My next appointment is a week from Thursday and we are set to discuss our plans from then on (i.e. when to induce).  I’m not sure what she’ll say, but for now am scheduled to work through June 8th and did finally get my FMLA paperwork back from the Doctor, which I’m sure my job will appreciate.  Meanwhile, a lot fewer contractions this week, but more swelling and back pain.  I feel (and am) huge, but trying to remain calm as I know he really does need a few more weeks of growing time to be fully ready to meet us!
  







4.  Soccer finale:  The final game of the soccer season went quite a lot better than last week’s game.  This time, he played, ran, kicked, and even tried to get the crowd involved. He flashed us lots of thumbs up, claps, and waves on the sidelines. This was followed by the end of the year soccer party where they got cool medals and soccer cookies.  Better still (apparently) his little friend Hannah, who has been out with an injury, was there too.  Apparently he has been missing her a lot and the thought of her being on his team next fall has convinced him to play again... who knew???

5.  Happy Birthday to my totally awesome sister.  She is the best at making sure her own birthdays are awesome and, I'm told, had a lovely day at the spa followed by ice cream cake and flower planting in the yard. We miss her so much.  The kids really wanted to go have dinner with her, but I convinced that wasn’t going to work.  Instead, they sang her happy birthday and M told her about the Olympics. We have a video of M singing too her as well, which is awesome.  I am so excited that we’ll see her again in just a few weeks.  Love you Audra!

6. Tomorrow is the last day of MDO.  It has been an awesome year there, particularly this semester when both kids have been there everyday. I know I’m going to miss this so much next year when all three kids are in different places.  I literally cannot fathom how I’m going to manage all that picking up and dropping off.... wow... Meanwhile, we’re taking pictures with them in the morning, cleaning up a bit for a big playdate with B’s BFF, and then off to school for lots of last day fun.  We will be back for one camp this summer, but still amazing that B’s time there is ending...

7. We have signed up for OG&E’s energy savings plan, complete with a new free thermostat.  Brent is happily enjoying checking our energy usage daily and optimistic about lower energy bills.  I am pregnant and often quite hot, so less enthused.  The magic hours for using less energy are from 2pm -7pm week days.  During this time energy is billed at orders of magnitude higher rates.  You might notice that Brent isn’t here for a lot of those hours...and I am... and pregnant... and soon to be home all summer with three kids when it is 100+ degrees most of the time.  I “might” fall of the energy savings wagon a bit more than he’d like, but keeping me sane is, we agree, much more important.  I’ll let you know how that goes.

8.  Here is a shocking fact - at most, I have 13 more days of work before maternity leave.... I really should wrap a few more things up and try to resist starting new ones.  So far, not really succeeding on either front. I have a hard time letting go of “my” projects even to my quite awesome colleagues....but a break from some of the work stuff doesn’t sound bad, although i know the work ahead is very tough too.

9.  Baby names:  Not much progress here either. I think we’ve eliminated Finn, Tristan, and Wallace.  Clark won the poll, but hasn’t one my heart.  I’m coming to accept that I really want a two syllabul name, ideally one that doesn’t end in “n”  (Have you seen these graphs.  Phenomenol).  This week we seem to be pondering new D names: Dexter (nn Dex), Declan (nn Dex), and Desmond (nn Dezi?) maybe Donal?   Who knows.... seriously we don’t, I promise we’re not pretending, we really don’t.

10.  Exercise -- I miss it.  I feel so weak now.  I don’t move nearly enough, in part because it is tough, but it wouldn’t be so tough if I was exercising more (at least I think it wouldn’t).  I am trying to add some of that exercise back in in very gentle ways, but so nervous as last time I even rode a stationary bike my costochondritis came roaring back.... guess I’ll have to stick with walking, but wish it wasn’t 90 degrees outside.  I guess we’ll be walking at the Y then.

Alright - I hope everyone’s final weeks of school and spring are lovely. I have alot of photo and video heavy posts loaded for the rest of the week.  (Did I mention my laptop died? Yeah, that happened...ugghh... For now, I am using Brent’s while he is at dorm night and taking care of all my photo/video stuff today).  Happy thoughts from OK!

Five on Friday

Miss me? It has been a heavy work week, but I did find some happy things to share with you.

1.  As you know, we struggle with how to best be parents to B's sports and other endeavors that he somehow both seems to enjoy, but be challenged by emotionally.  I thought a recent article from Hands Free Mama -  entitled Six Words You Should Say Today - was very helpful and thoughtful.

2.

Source: etsy.com via abbeyviolet on Pinterest

When I was pregnant with M, my mom, sister and Chrissie made this awesome tree branch for her room with pictures of women in our family.  I'm wondering about making the new baby a tree like this that we can add the finger prints of his visitoring friends, family, etc... too.  I don't draw, but maybe when my mom returns she could help.

3. 

Source: chocolatecoveredkatie.com via abbeyviolet on Pinterest

I am such a fan of all things to do with coconut milk and these look positively incredible... and I'm mostly sure that isn't just pregnancy cravings talking...

4. 

Source: thisiscolossal.com via abbeyviolet on Pinterest

Check out this page for some incredible birds made out of LEGO blocks.  This might be the intersection of my mom's bird interest and B's LEGO fascination.  Think what they could build together!

5. 

Source: bhldn.com via abbeyviolet on Pinterest

I just think this is so simple and lovely.  I am seriously dubious about whether any attempts at having one of my own are reasonable, but sometimes just having this little bit of inspiration to look at is enough.

Have a happy, beautiful Friday!

Ten on Tuesday

1.  So its Board week and I'm not in DC, and that is weird. I miss it and feel like I'm less good at 'it" from here in this one context... hard to explain as normally the distance isn't a bother to me any more.

2.  Brent and I met our new OB.  She seems fine.  The appointment was a bit less routine than we'd anticipated as my blood pressure was borderline high (see above --- being stressed out about job), and then she couldn't find his head so was afraid he'd flipped (he hadn't, but didn't help the blood pressure).  We did talk about induction a little early which still seems the plan to avoid a huge baby.  Meanwhile, the whole thing was a bit stressful.

3. After the appointment I came to the stunning realization that we could have a new baby in three weeks.  This blew my mind. I think I'd had four or five firmly in my mind and somehow three just seems really close.  We haven't bought the few things we planned to--diapers, pacis, formula, bath sling, etc... and haven't finished the nursery set up ... as you can see not doing a good job with the managing the stress/blood pressure....

4.  Good news is that starting tomorrow afternoon and off and on for the next few weeks my Brother is acting as our pseudo nanny to get me the extra hours of childcare coverage I need this week and to cover the days between the end of school at MDO and the start of my maternity leave (last day of work is June 8, at the latest).  We are, of course, paying him, but oh so glad to not have to juggle a huge mix of child care along with everything else.

5. Monday, I was so happy to attend the kids' Mother's Day program at the school.  I have missed this in prior years as it tends to happen when I am in DC. I am so glad I got to go.  They, weirdly, switched personalities at the performance with B in it and singing loudly while M just mostly stood while her class went. I have more pictures and video, hopefully coming one of these days when I'm not working into the night.

6.  M and I are having some lovely conversations these days just the two of us.  She is getting a little clingy again and  we're doing lots of snuggling and discussing how purple baby is faring. I love it, but, of course, worry about losing it/changing this special moment when baby comes.  sigh, cannot have it all.

7.  B, I think, is possibly finally over his month long ailment.  We still have a few days left on his medicine, but he is much happier, full of energy, starving, eating a lot and no more tummy complaints.  He is being a great helper and learning new ways to help us with M too (things like unbuckling her car seat straps, etc...)  I am flabbergasted by how excited he appears to be about his coming brother.  He snuggles and hugs my  (enormous) tummy constantly.  So affectionate and sweet.  Also, suddenly focused on kindergarten prep.  He cleared off his desk so he is ready for home work and is doing some of his work books once or twice a day in preparation.  I love it.

8. Brent, along with apparently the gaming universe, began playing Diablo 3 today with some of his gaming buddies. I like listening to them chat in the background.  There seems to be a whole lot involving acquiring pants at the beginning of this game, which is random...

9.  So far, in addition to the much anticipated "adventure camp" at the farm, I've managed to sign the kids up for one other camp this summer.  It is Science Camp at MDO one week in June.  It is weird to think that it will be the last time B attends there as he has been going there pretty much constantly since June 2009.  This is our first time at "graduating" out of a school and while conceptually I know kindergarten is nigh and he is ready, again the reality of it is odd.  I think we'll find them one more camp each later in the summer (probably zoo for B and gymnastics for M). I am hoping they will like it and think I might need a bit of a break as all summer with three kids including a newborn, mostly on my own is mind boggling.

10.  The recent costochondritis flare up appears to have been relatively brief.  It onset on Wednesday evening and by today is fairly isolated to just a manageable spot or two.  It is such a relief, and I'm hoping that it really was just a short course this time.

I think the synthesis is that I have a lot of work personally and professionally that needs doing and I'm feeling pressed by time and competing needs. I know it will workout and I just need to chill and take one bit at a time.  Here's hoping a week from now we're in much better shape on all fronts.

May 12 on the 12th

This month the 12th was a very busy Saturday for us.  The very short version is below and not really in chronological order:

1) B and the Dragonflies lining up for the start of the soccer game

2) Practice before the game with Daddy and Dragonfly friends

3) Helping Grandma open her early Mother's Day present.  (A honey bee inspired tea set).  Grandma leaves for her big Ireland voyage today so we celebrated a bit early.

4)  Showing Grandma the scrapbook pages they had made earlier in the day and her home made Mother's Day card.

5) Celebrating Starbucks Frappuccino Happy Hour with me for Mother's Day.

6) Granddaddy on the sidelines of the soccer game--- definitely the happiest of our troupe this particular soccer day.

7)  I got t o make a scrapbook page for the first time this week.  It came together so quickly with the May Studio Calico kit and chronicles  part of our trip to Chrissie's mom's cabin last spring.

8)  Daddy & M on the sidelines at the soccer game.

9) Brent, M, and me relaxing in the afternoon.  My costochondritis was pretty bad yesterday so I rested a lot while they cleaned.  This picture was taken by our budding photog lil' B.

10)  M's outfit evolved through day day as she kept adding hats, necklaces and accessories.  Here she is with her bro and Daddy napping in the background.

11)  Grandma took a picture of the whole crew just before Brent and I left for an OSSM Evening celebrating Dr. Manning's retirement.  M had changed again into a cinderella/catwoman combo.  

12)  Uncle Able & Grandma watched the kids in the evening. This included some fun bike riding fun outside that sadly ended when B got stung by a wasp!

Busy, fun, day complete with all sorts of adventures!

Ten on Tuesday

1. It is spring "busy season" at my job with the Board meetings just over a week away. This means I finished working just as I started this post.  Not so fun, but necessary.

2.  Wednesday evening last week Brent completely repainted the ceiling of the nursery as we were unable to get paint to match the existing color.  It wasn't fun, but in good news it meant that we could maybe get all the nursery stuff back in the nursery before Zane came to visit thus reducing the risk of him hurting himself or our house being a disaster when our visitors arrived.

OSSM Faculty Volleyball team 2012

2. On Thursday, the kids and I went to the OSSM Faculty v. Seniors volleyball game to watch Brent play.  It was swelteringly hot that day, but the faculty were victorious (as always).

Cutie watching her Daddy play volleyball

3. Thursday evening Brent had dorm night, but Able came by to do laundry and help put the nursery back together.  He and I got quite a few things hung up and put back up on the ceiling.  We finished this just in time for Brent to return home and help move furniture.  The kids are loving playing in baby brother's room so it is already absolutely covered in blankets again, but still progress.  We have about 1/2 of the decorating left to do, but need a little break before returning to that project.

4.  Friday afternoon, the kids and I got to hang out with Aunt Audra, Zane and Grandma before they headed to the farm.  Then it was time fro soccer practice followed by dinner at Zarates with several of the other soccer families.  It was fun, but a long evening. I like that our team is so social and supportive.  I feel like in the course of the year we've really gotten to know a few of the families which is particularly nice as I don't meet that many new people in Edmond because I work from home.

At Zarates with Socccer buddies

5.  Saturday, I woke up and headed to Tulsa for a fun day with some of my girl friends that included brunch, going to see Avengers--- my first in-theater movie since Christmas and great fun, and a couple hours of scrapbooking.  I loved it!  Then I drove to the farm.  A lot of driving for me, but a full wonderful day.

6.  Brent, however, woke up to a sick lady M, followed by normal Saturday routines of recycling and soccer with Grammie and Granddaddy before heading to the farm to help with the construction project the guys were undertaking in my Mom's garage.  The kids both seemed to feel fine by late afternoon and enjoyed playing with their cousins, aunts, uncles, grandma friends, and s'mores!

7.  Sunday was a gorgeous day.  We all mostly lazed around at the farm.  We pushed kids on swings, cooked, took long naps, ate alot, wandered the gardens, talked to my Grandpa, did a few chores with my Mom and generally had a good time before heading late back to the city.  (On the way home, B and I actually saw the car in front of us hit a black calf on the road--- one of those things you are constantly warned of, but I'd never actually seen before, definitely being diligent now.)

8.  Monday was back to work and school.  Brent had to write and print an exam and do dorm night so he was very busy all day and into the night. I decided the kids and I should head back to the farm for more fun as how often are the Korenaks only an hour away from us.  We had another five hours of playing, eating, talking, etc... before heading back just before twilight. I am so glad we went even if it meant a long day for us.

9.  Tuesday was busy too!  M slept in and I worked a bit early in the day before getting everyone fed, dressed and packed for school.  Then, we went and got the car washed before they went to school and I went to work.  Work is busy, but I took a short break for lunch with the Korenaks and my Mom.  After school, we ran errands, got both kids' haircuts from cousin Janna, and then went to gymnastics, all before dinner.  We snuck in some gardening time before books and bedtime.  After bedtime, as noted above, I was back to work for a few more hours....

10.  So, in short, it was a busy week again. This weekend looks to be busy too with more soccer, mother's day, OSSM Gala, and probably more things we haven't thought of yet.  I'm hoping to steal some crafting time to balance the work and maybe take another nap in here somewhere as I am quite tired.  My back is hurting more now as my belly grows and heart burn is my frequent companion.  That said, we're entering the soon, but not there yet phase of the pregnancy so thinking more concretely about preparations, names, supplies, plans, and what happens next.  We tend to do this in spurts as it is overwhelming, but necessary.  I'm trying to spend time focused on each of our existing children too, as I know that time will be harder to come by soon. It is interesting how many different ways we prepare for our family to grow.  Any suggestions for the preparation or transition are appreciated as always.

Hope you have a wonderful week!


--- all photos via my instagram feed as that is as close as I've come to uploading pictures this week.  Lots to come I'm sure, but liked these, particularly of the kids. 

Baby Name Poll

We are nearing one month out from the due date for Baby #3.  The question I'm asked most frequently, right after, "When are you due?" is - do you have a name?  

For those inquiring, we are making minimal progress on names, and have quite a lengthy list.  Anyone want to join the fun and vote below? Remember that the middle name is, we believe, Ambrose. Feel free to add additional suggestions in the comments as we are still quite open to ideas.  All votes are, of course, non-binding.

*I perhaps should mention that B's preference is Clark.  Brent and I will keep ours secret and none of M's even make the list as they include things like "cracker."

Baby Name Poll

Week in the Life: Wednesday

Today, was a working day all around.  I was trying to recall what we did and most of it can be summed up with "chores," but here is a bit longer look at the day:

6:42 - B arrives to ask to play Wii

7:00 - Brent gets up and begins his prep for the day.  I am still exhausted from last night so I stay in bed a bit longer

7:30 - I get up and ready while saying good-bye to Brent.  I begin looking through my work email, making breakfast (grits with maple syrup & figs), and starting the laundry.

8:00 - M wakes up a bit late.  She has her cereal while she and B watch Wonder Pets and I try to think up some lunch ideas.  I manage to undercook boiled eggs (pathetic) and take a shower (which I should have done earlier, but slow processing things this morning).  I check email some more and then encourage the kids to get dressed for school.

9:00 - We have just a little bit of time for playing this morning.  We're mostly gathering up things for school and stay and play while trying to get everyone out the door.

9:30 - Drop off-- this is where the first pictures start above.  Most of them are at the kids' school or in transit to and from.  Then it is back home to a very busy work day.

9:40-3:00 - Work - meetings at 10 - Resource Staff; Board Prep - 12:30; COI - 2.  I was pretty much in meetings all day and had up to 29 documents open at once while I led the 12:30 meeting.... yeah, we didn't quite get through all of those. 

Wednesdays, Brent teaches Genetics from 9:50-10:45.  He then has lunch around 11:30 followed by all-school assembly, which he is responsible for selecting a speaker for each week as part of his admin duties. 

The kids also have chapel on Wednesday so their school routine is slightly different. B goes to chapel with the 3, 4 and 5 year olds.   M's class has the priest come to their room and read or tell stories with them.  Both kids seem to be working on spring songs as well as having learned some Easter/resurrection songs (I discovered this on the drive to the store, noted below). 

3:00 - With just a few minutes before pick up from Stay and Play I made a meal plan and finished up the Grocery list.  Stay and Play, for the curious, is an option at MDO where the kids can stay an extra 45 minutes for $5 each.  For extremely unclear reasons they both adore it.  Our deal is that they can stay and play once a week and it worked out very nicely today as my work day ran late anyway.

3:15-5pm -- I kid you not, we spent this entire time going to the store, buying groceries, and coming home. Our recent grocery buying situation has become one absolutely massive trip per month to Crest.  Then about once a week we have a mini trip somewhere to buy milk (3 gallons per week), bread, fruit & vegetables.  The big trip is just that, very very big.  Today was a new record total expenditure and I was wondering if I was going to be able to push the cart with my nearly 90 pounds of kids and all the groceries.  It was nuts.  Oh, and see the temperature reading in the collage above?  It was 94 degrees today when we finished grocery shopping.  Nice, right?

5:15-6:15 - The kids helped me put away all the groceries and switch out the laundry.  B was definitely the champion helper today and did an excellent job of trying to teach M about putting away groceries properly.  M, meanwhile, spent some time in time out, but also tried to put away groceries by just putting the entire sack inside the lip of the fridge and closing the door---nice try, lady M.  She was, however, a big help with starting dinner, which we did while putting away groceries.  As is becoming our tradition, we had roasted pork loin post-shopping as it is quick, easy and well-loved (and reminds me of my Grandpa).  We also roasted asparagus and tomatoes and cut up some of the kiwi left over from last week's fruit round up.  To my extreme delight we discovered at dinner that absolutely loves roasted asparagus.  Hooray!

During all this, Brent was at volleyball practice for the OSSM faculty/student volleyball game next week.  We also called Grammy and Granddaddy during dinner to set up babysitting for Friday while we go to a dinner at OU. 

6:15-8:15 - I may have mentioned we're having a nursery prep party here on Sunday and we decided it was time to minimally prepare for that.  So, Brent brought lots of things down from the attic, with assistance from the kids, of course.  Then they took several tubs of clothes back up to wait for the baby to be a bit bigger.  I then sorted all the clothes from Jamie and put all the smallish clothes from Jamie and Audra in the changing table.... this kid has TONS of clothes.  I had the luxury of being picky and not adding all the fleece ones or really anything marked newborn as our babies are rarely small enough for newborn clothes.  Brent took the toddler rail off the crib, and helped with the shuffling of bins all over the place as well as boxing up some of the kids' too small clothes while I sorted.  Then, it was time for a belated night time ritual and to bed for the kids (who had initially been helping before wandering off to watch Pinky Dinky Do while we finished up).

8:15-9:15 - Brent washed off all of the crib, raised the mattress platform, reattached the front, and added back clean bedding.  I finished the dishes and folded two loads of laundry before giving up and heading to the office to relax.  

9:15 - 11 - Picture processing, blogging, checking work email that I managed to let go for a few hours, watching our "programs" online and trying to go to sleep early.  I don't think I've mentioned this yet, but the baby is most active during the evening.  Right around 10:30ish he starts to be very boisterous and this continues past the time I usually go to sleep.  I do not consider this an optimistic sign for his sleeping habits when he arrives. (I am posting this before 11, but dream that we're both happily in bed by then.)